Nevadans?

[Peep_Show]

So where do you get a mongoose outside of a Rudyard Kipling environment?

This was from one of my cohorts/contacts from my UC Davis days who had the permits to keep all sorts of not-your-usual-pet animals (supposedly for research? I dunno). At the time I lived just outside of Auburn, so about an hour away from their "home zoo."

 

[tolipgirl]

Haven't been on here in a while! RATS! Gross, their tails freak me out! The only mouse I had was when my mom opened the garbage can that holds the feed and started screaming and freaking out.

It was so funny, the mouse was cute, but I don't know what happened to it after that. The chickens could have possibly caught it?

 

[Lacy Blues]

I'm hoping my idea of a feed barn building will keep out the rodents...

I have a floor section already built, I plan to get a few 4x4x10' treated posts and cut them into four pieces, so 2.5 foot posts holding up my floor. These post sections will be wrapped with some kind of smooth sheet metal before attaching to the floor and before setting in cement in the ground. My floor will be approximately 18 inches off the ground. Does anybody know if mice can jump 18" straight up? Maybe I should get 12' posts. That would give me 3 feet to work with. The floor is built out of 2x8s or 2x10s. I haven't measured.

I'm pretty sure mice cannot climb straight up smooth metal. That should keep them out of my feed barn!

 

[americanvalkyrie]

Haven't been on here in a while! RATS! Gross, their tails freak me out! The only mouse I had was when my mom opened the garbage can that holds the feed and started screaming and freaking out.

It was so funny, the mouse was cute, but I don't know what happened to it after that. The chickens could have possibly caught it?

When I was a teenager, we lived in a farmhouse in the country. My dad loved cats as mousers but didn't like them in the house. The only animal allowed in the house was the oldest dog. Anyway, one time the mice somehow got into the dishwasher. We have no idea how, because the dishwasher still worked just as well, but we stopped using it for obvious reasons. We discovered the problem when my mom went to get out the dishes, and a mouse jumped out at her. She climbed the counter! That story was actually one of the favorite ones from her funeral... that and when she was growing up and sneaked a bunch of prairie dogs into her room, and kept them for a good year before her mom discovered them.

 

[VCfeathers]

We have 4 cats and they definitely earn their keep. Mine catch mostly pack rats and some ground squirrels. My chickens are the mice hunters, they'll even chase the cats off of fresh kills. And as loud as the guinea hens are. I have not seen a rat or a snake since we got them. They do chase the cats and chickens though if there's something they really want.

It's a shame I'm not some creepy genetic scientist. I could breed silent guineas. Ugh never mind, that sounds like a cheesy horror flick. But they'd be indispensable as pest control.

 

[SunnyDawn]

I'll ditto Sunny's remarks on this one about the potential for rodents. I found out the hard way years back in the goat barn that just 2 straw bales made a nifty home for about 13 rats. Not much fun when I turned it over....well, maybe for whoever might've seen my reaction.

Oh Man I would love to see that video! Hahaha!!!

Ill try not to, haha. We are going to pile the bales on the outside of the coop so we dont lose any space on the inside (even though I have somehow managed to keep my chicken count to about 10 birds UNDER the limit! can you believe that?!?!) And if mice wanna hang out in them its fine with me. So long as they arent in the coop and arent in my house. my cats are amazing hunters and like to leave me their spoils

LOL! A great sign of respect, or so I've heard anyway.

Wow, I need to earn myself a tagline! All the cool people have one.

YES!!! Not everyone came up wih their own but most of us did. I love them. They make the member page more interesting to read and give new people a little window into our personalities. You have to have one and I am so glad you brought it up again. We really need to start posting them much more often.

Okay I really dont wanna see rats though! I could just see Elvis bringing one of them into the house!

I used to have pet rats. Three of them. Mcsqueeb, McSquid, and Lady Deathstrike. I made them little pockets inside of my coats and we used to walk around downtown together. They rarely relieved themselves on me and i liked them a whole lot. I had them for about a year, then for some reason they all ate eachother....

I was a little bit weirder before I met Mark, I guess!

Gee that story was so cute til the end...

I also assume that come winter I am going to have to tarp them to keep them dry and prevent mold, right?

Yep. Keep some areas on the side vented to prevent mold and you'll be good to go.

Haven't been on here in a while! RATS! Gross, their tails freak me out! The only mouse I had was when my mom opened the garbage can that holds the feed and started screaming and freaking out.

It was so funny, the mouse was cute, but I don't know what happened to it after that. The chickens could have possibly caught it?

My last flock were a great bunch of mousers. My current flock couldn't care less. The dogs are great mousers though.

When I was a teenager, we lived in a farmhouse in the country. My dad loved cats as mousers but didn't like them in the house. The only animal allowed in the house was the oldest dog. Anyway, one time the mice somehow got into the dishwasher. We have no idea how, because the dishwasher still worked just as well, but we stopped using it for obvious reasons. We discovered the problem when my mom went to get out the dishes, and a mouse jumped out at her. She climbed the counter! That story was actually one of the favorite ones from her funeral... that and when she was growing up and sneaked a bunch of prairie dogs into her room, and kept them for a good year before her mom discovered them.

lol Great story! How does that happen? I guess your Grandma wasn't like my Mom. Nothing escapes my Mom's notice.

 

[americanvalkyrie]

lol Great story! How does that happen? I guess your Grandma wasn't like my Mom. Nothing escapes my Mom's notice.

She was the oldest of 9 kids! By the time most of the others came along, she could do about anything she wanted, and my grandmother was too busy to take much notice. That wasn't always a good thing, as I learned when I got older and my mom shared stories of her adolescence.

 

[wolftracks]

Oh Man I would love to see that video! Hahaha!!!
LOL! A great sign of respect, or so I've heard anyway.
YES!!! Not everyone came up wih their own but most of us did. I love them. They make the member page more interesting to read and give new people a little window into our personalities. You have to have one and I am so glad you brought it up again. We really need to start posting them much more often.
Gee that story was so cute til the end...
Yep. Keep some areas on the side vented to prevent mold and you'll be good to go.
My last flock were a great bunch of mousers. My current flock couldn't care less. The dogs are great mousers though.
lol Great story! How does that happen? I guess your Grandma wasn't like my Mom. Nothing escapes my Mom's notice.

I have a mouse story.

In elementery school a teacher read us a story about white footed mice. I loved that story. After the 6th grade we moved to Michigan until the end of January, so a few months. We lived on more acres than any of us even covered. First it was so stinking hot and then freeze your patooty off cold. Anyway, I was forever the dishwasher. I was washing dishes one night and I saw my first white footed mouse ever. Well, since the story was so sweet, I didn't tell my mom, but her and my stepdad found little droppings and bought traps. I hate those things. They scare the crap out of me and make me sick. Not that I don't want them all dead, but these little guys?........So at night when I was in the kitchen, I would make sure no one could see me and I'd feed them. They got to where they would come and take food from me. My parents tried every single kind of bait they could think of, but they never caught one. Just as we were packing to move back to CA, my mom catches me feeding them. Then they both ask what I was doing. I told them about the story and I just couldn't let them kill them, so I had been feeding them. My mom commented on the one I had just feed. She says " They're so fat, they didn't have to go hunt for food. She's been feeding them since the snow started falling." They told everyone about me and my white footed mice. It was always her great story about me making them crazy trying to figure out why they never caught a single one. Years later I moved to Union City with my first 3 girls. They were building a clinic and working on the RR tracks at the same time. Called my mom one day complaining that I was getting mice from the work. She says "Put some crumbs on the stove and make friends. " hahaha, thought she was so funny. When the snakes started coming into the house after mice, I had somene catch them and took them to my youngest brother. His room was like the reptile place I used to work at. I'd just say "Brought another mouse trap for you. Freddy will feed it till you get some."

 

[Lacy Blues]

Thank youuu

I trust Cochin. Shes a great mom and i think she WANTS to adopt Banana but to be perfectly honest I dont think the three of them fit under her, shes so tiny and bedbug is actually kind of big...I could tell that when Banana was loudly peeping when i first put her in the broody kennel Cochin had actually gone to where she was and put her under her wing. Great advice, Ill throw her back in the coop in a cat carrier and put a feather duster in there to crawl under if she gets chilly.

So how is little banana doing?

 

[aubreynoramarie]

So how is little banana doing?

Well last night she had curled up under the poop boards and Mama Millie followed her under there and slept on the ground all night so she is obviously still running the show, hahaha. Must be a little rooster with all that spunk!

Thanks for askin!